My wife Canduku
life rolls

As usual, the Inca cell phone alarm woke her who was still asleep. Tiredness still wrestled with his body, plus when he was about to wake up it turned out that big hand was again coiled on the Inca waist.

Inca exhaled her coarse breath while trying to move that big hand. Inka thought, Mario would sleep on the sofa, instead chose to sleep one bed with the Inca. Mario who realized his hand was moved, even more tightened his embrace.

"Well, what the hell, brother." Shouted the Inca, making Mario wake up.

"What the hell, you're yelling" Mario replied, rubbing his eyes.

"You're all right, why sleep here, keep hugging everything?"

"This is my room, my bed, I love to sleep where. I didn't intentionally hug you, I thought it was bolster." Mario reasoned. Though he was very happy to have a beautiful life roll, fragrant and chic.

"i.h.." Upset Inca and immediately leave Mario still sitting in his bed.

"Disturb me, people are still sleepy" muttered Mario who then continued his sleep.

After dawn prayers, the Inca chose to take a walk in the garden area. Andreas Mansion is very spacious, the garden is beautiful with a variety of flowers in it, there is also a gazebo for relaxing.

The Inca chatted with several maids and gardeners. Inka talks to Sukma, one of Mario's talkative maids, plain and rather talkative. Accompanied by Mr. Ujang, gardener Mario. They talk about Mario's bad habits and good.

"Non, have to stay here.. The same mother was very kind father non," said Ujang tell his employer. "Kalo den Mario is the one who is cute, sleep aja like to wear clothes, even sometimes like tel*nj*ng." Sukma continued the conversation.

"Hushh. you," Ujang tried to warn Sukma. Inka laughed and said, "have you ever seen suk?" "Non, a few times even, but den Mario mah cuek aja non. Most mothers who like to be angry."

"Babeh.." Inka put on a surprised face but laughed.

Laras sees the preoccupation of Inca, Sukma and Ujang from behind the window of his room. Then rushed down to his daughter-in-law. "What are you doing? I see it so hard."

"Yes ma'am, this is non-Inka, wondering about den Mario," replied Sukma.

"Mario's still sleeping In?" Ask Laras. "Yes, still ma," replied the Inca.

"What do mario like?" Ask Inca who is cutting vegetables.

"He likes salad, if you like any food except rendang."

"Loh rendang is delicious." Inca Smile.

"Yes though. Because he was a child, Mario tried rendang jengkol, not rendang meat. So now whatever's spiced up, she won't." Explanation Baras, suddenly made the Inca laugh.

Mario, who was descending from the stairs, saw the laughing Inca. "Pretty." Inner Mario while smiling. This is the first time Mario has seen the Inca laugh.

"What a cry, talking about me?" said Mario after approaching the two women of different generations.

"Ih Pe-De is so you." Said Laras, nudging the son's arm.

Mario approached the refrigerator, which was right next to the Inca. And took the glass that was in front of the Inca. Mario's breath hit the nape of the Inca, making his hair goosebumps. Because currently the Inca is rolling her hair high up, showing the level of her neck is white clean. On that basis too, Mario chastised the Incas by exhaling roughly his breath while blowing a small blow right at that sensitive part.

Inka fell silent, hiding her merry face. He knew very well that Mario was teasing him.

"Why are you In?" Tanya smiled looking at her daughter-in-law's face.

"Neverything ma." Inka shook her head while remaining focused on cutting the vegetables.

"I'll wait in the room, baby." Mario blinked his eyes at the Inca, after downing the mineral water in his hand.

"Ciye. already there, mama was cemented by Sukma aja cooking. You put Mario in the room." Said Laras mocking the newlywed.

"What the hell ma, it's okay, Inca seneng help mama cook."

"That's nothing there." The barrel pushed the Inca up the stairs. The Inca just followed limp.